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dynasty - anoya lyrics

[intro: anoya]
hold up, dynasty will roll up, go in till it’s over

[bridge: helena hamed]
everyone’s tryna’ do the same thing
do your own thing, play your own game

[verse 1: salam alsamawi]
pardon me for steady ducking poverty and planning out a robbery
talk to me, you best talk properly, sorry g, my posse don’t like mockery
small city and a big dream, a go-getter, i’m gon’ get it by any means
how i ride on enemies, organizing overseas, success is beating outta’ my chest
my mind preset late night in the concrete pyramid
but i’m way far from finished yet, way far from timid now
this is for the blunts i lit, this is for the broads i hit
and this is for the love i get
waiting for my moment you can tell that i’m focused
plotting on my come up b-tch, spit that f-cking gutter sh-t
i murder it, you’re loving it
the rap-game, unfolding it and right now we’re headed where the throne is
raw vibe ent the prophecy loaded
i don’t know why but i feel like i’m the chosen, picture me rolling
tokin’ and coastin’, ridind’ ’round with the windows wide open

[bridge: helena hamed]
everyone’s tryna’ do the same thing
do your own thing, play your own game

[hook: anoya]
hold up, dynasty will roll up, go in till it’s over
starting on the bottom, now way but to go up
dynasty will roll up, go in till it’s over
starting on the bottom, now way but to go up

[verse 2: anoya]
vision of a young king
i bleed metaphors when i dive in with my pen
contemplated whether i could write naked and be respected
desires of an adolescent, my heart is never second
mastering the masters, i only have my demons left
knew this music hurt, f-ck that i need my demons shed
momma said i’m unsociable, my friend say i’m stressed
i’m so caught up in anxiety my mind won’t go to rest
no, no, no
my clique ready to rise for the dream
i’m hot, n0body can f-ck with my self-esteem
live youngin’ live, make way for the thrill
or run to the hill, poet, who you think it is?
they gon’ love me swear to god, standing ovay’ and applause
p-ssion flaming in the dark, picture painting twice as hard
richter scale on every bar, spit dope, leave ’em in awe
vibe is real, talents raw and you, not up to par

[bridge: helena hamed]
everyone’s tryna’ do the same thing
do your own thing, play your own game

[outro: andreas blom]

- anoya lyrics

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